Through the Looking Glass

A liberated woman's journey into submission

After a good weekend with Master--difficult at some points, but overall good for both of us, and a re-committment--I'm finding myself daydreaming a bit today.
 
Thinking of lying naked in His arms, held close safe, and warm.  Knowing that I am His girl come what and who may.  Smelling the essence of Him, and tasting His kisses.
 
Master, I miss you already, but know that you always have the collar around my heart, and always will.
 
 
 


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